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The turn…
Posted on July 3, 2015 Leave a Comment
We danced on the driveway, a familiar dance of love and hate.
We miss you
Posted on June 25, 2015 1 Comment
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For the existed.”
Letting go
Posted on June 15, 2015 1 Comment
Caring for my Mama, for my Martha is not easy. It is also not the hardest thing either. If you resist it, it’ll be cruel to you, if you let it in, it’ll be magic!!
